https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3 Made with serendipity en-us 2020-09-23 12:13:07 UTC 2020-10-13 22:26:10 UTC hello@padlet.com 3804796 https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771686169 Boss's son, implements his father's discisions
Pretty handy and a lightweight
At that moment a young man came into the bunk house; a thin young man with a brown face, with brown eyes and a head of tightly curled hair. He wore a work glove on his left hand, and, like the boss, he wore high-heeled boots.


]]> 2020-09-23 12:17:05 UTC https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771686169 3804796 https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771708280 she is wife and is a woman that has none power
she's a bitch,  she a looloo, 
She got the eye goin' all the time on everybody. I bet she even gives the stable buck the eye. I don't know what the hell she wants. 
She had full, rouged lips and wide-spaced eyes, heavily made up. Her fingernails were red. Her hair hung in little rolled clusters, like sausages. She wore a cotton house dress and red mules, on the insteps of which were little bouquets of red ostrich feathers. ]]> 2020-09-23 12:23:28 UTC https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771708280 3804796 https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771708804 Black
Physically disabled (horse broke his back)
he's the lowest in the social structure because of the color of his skin. 
 Crooks was a proud, aloof man. He kept his distance and demanded that other people keep theirs. His body was bent over to the left by his crooked spine, and his eyes lay deep in his head, and because of their depth seemed to glitter with intensity. His lean face was lined with deep black wrinkles, and he had thin, pain-tightened lips which were lighter than his face. ]]> 2020-09-23 12:23:39 UTC https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771708804 3804796 https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771709530 short, wuick-witted, suportive
- George needs lennie for companionship
tells Lennie wut to do

]]> 2020-09-23 12:23:56 UTC https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771709530 3804796 https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771710655 child-like, husky and tall, mentally disabled
- Lennie needs george for survie
new guys at the farm who must get along with the others and follow the rules
he doesn't like fights
he can remember everything that has food in it]]> 2020-09-23 12:24:19 UTC https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771710655 3804796 https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771711949 Pretty nice fella
Gets pretty mad sometimes 
he owns the farm
the short, quick steps of a fat-legged man. ]]> 2020-09-23 12:24:42 UTC https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771711949 3804796 https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771712357 a famr hand who he has been there for long]]> 2020-09-23 12:24:49 UTC https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771712357 3804796 https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771712865 old man, he's the oldest of the farm hands, is there only because of the boss's charity. his hand is injured. he's a cripple wich maekes him nearly useless in the eyes of everyone else in the farm
I lost my hand right here on this ranch. That's why they give me a job swampin'. 
The old man came slowly into the room. He had his broom in his hand. And at his heels there walked a dragfooted sheepdog, gray of muzzle, and with pale, blind old eyes. The dog struggled lamely to .i the side of the room and lay down, grunting softly i to himself and licking his grizzled, moth-eaten coat. ]]> 2020-09-23 12:24:59 UTC https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771712865 3804796 https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771713165 he's the leadhand or supervisor of all farm hands
 A tall man stood in the doorway. He held a crushed Stetson hat under his arm while he combed his long, black, damp hair straight back. Like the others he wore blue jeans and a short denim jacket. When he had finished combing his hair he moved into the room, and he moved with a majesty only achieved by royalty and master craftsmen. He was a jerkline skinner, the prince of the ranch, capable of driving ten, sixteen, even twenty mules with a single line to the leaders. He was capable of killing a fly on the wheeler's butt with a bull whip without touching the mule. There was a gravity in his manner and a quiet so profound that all talk stopped when he spoke. His authority was so great that his word was taken on any subject, be it politics or love. This was Slim, the jerkline skinner. His hatchet face was ageless. He might have been thirty-five or fifty. His ear heard more than was said to him, and his slow speech had overtones not of thought, but of understanding beyond thought. His hands, large and lean, were as delicate in their action as those of a temple dancer. ]]> 2020-09-23 12:25:06 UTC https://padlet.com/3804796/w5bnrq95edl18le3/wish/771713165